Chapter 23

Because he ran too fast, Liu's 10-year-old hands dragged behind him. He looked like a little duck. It was funny and cute.

Well nine stood waiting for him, with a smile on his lips.

When Liu was ten years old, he ran to Jing Jiu and stopped.

Because he ran too fast and stopped too quickly, his feet drew two shallow marks on the grass, his body swayed back and forth, and he finally stopped.

This picture looks a little funny. Some of the young disciples with Jing Jiuyi couldn't help laughing.

Soon the laughter disappeared, and people guessed that the little boy was the legendary born Taoist.

Liu was ten years old and stood in front of Jing Jiu. He looked very excited. He stretched out his hand to grab Jing Jiu's hand. He felt it was wrong. He quickly took it back and shook it into a fist.

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The pedestrian who came out of the woods was surprised at the picture.

You know, when Liu was ten years old, he only knew how to practice sword. His life was very monotonous, his temperament was flat and low-key. He seldom saw such an excited look.

"Who is this man?" Gu Han asked.

A disciple said, "master Gu, this man should be the well nine often mentioned in ten years old weekdays."

Listening to this, the professionals understand why Liu was so excited at the age of ten.

Gu Han looked at Jing Jiu's face and slightly raised his eyebrows, a little unhappy.

I don't know whether it's because the face is too beautiful or because the expression on the face is too calm, which forms a sharp contrast with Liu's ten years old.

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Just as Jing Jiu was about to speak, a cold voice sounded.

"What are you doing?"

Well nine looked and found that the speaker was the two forgetting peak disciple named Gu Han.

When Liu was ten years old, he quickly explained, "master Gu, this is my home..."

Gu Han didn't let him finish, but said calmly, "I told you that nothing can distract you at such an important moment."

The implicit meaning of this sentence is very clear. He doesn't care who Jing Jiu is.

"Come and be punished yourself." Gu Han said.

Well nine looked at him.

Liu ten years old quickly waved to him and walked back to Han.

A fat man with a bun stood out from behind Gu Han, holding a thing wrapped in cloth in both hands. He untied the tie with fat and dexterous fingers and revealed the stick inside.

Looking at this picture, the crowd was in an uproar. Those who fell on Liu shisui had more sympathy and more envy.

Those disciples who came out of the woods also had such emotions in their eyes.

That stick is not the sword law of qingshanzong, but the rule of two forgetting peaks.

Gu Han wants to punish Liu shisui with the rules of two forgetting peaks, so it is tantamount to taking Liu shisui as a disciple of two forgetting peaks.

For the inner disciples who are eager to be selected by the two forgetting peaks at the sword bearing meeting, such discipline is really an enviable treatment.

The hard wooden stick fell on Liu's ten-year-old back and made a heavy dull sound.

When he was punished, he naturally couldn't carry Zhenyuan to protect his body. Liu could only hold on when he was ten years old.

The wooden stick kept falling and making a dull noise.

Liu was ten years old. His eyes were full of tears, but he still had to stand still.

Looking at this picture, well nine didn't speak.

Suddenly, he felt something. When he looked at it, he saw Gu Han's indifferent eyes.

He looked at each other quietly.

Liu shisui noticed his eyes, endured the pain and shook his head, motioning him not to mess around.

Jingjiu was quiet for a while and turned to walk outside the peak.

Only Gu Han noticed so many people present and shook his head when he turned around.

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"Enough."

Gu Han signaled the end of punishment, looked at the back of Jing Jiu, and frowned slightly.

The fat man took back his stick, wrapped it carefully in green cloth, looked down his eyes, narrowed his eyes and smiled, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

"How? This disciple is very famous. When I see him today, he really deserves his reputation. He is really beautiful and envious. "

As the disciples of the two forgetting peaks, where do they care about such a small matter as beauty and ugliness? What they ask naturally refers to Jing Jiu's cultivation talent and potential.

Gu Han said: "the Tao is ordinary and the qualification is ordinary. If he really doesn't want to make progress as rumored, he should have prepared a lot of pills to break the territory within two years."

The fat man said, "he may be the son of the imperial court. Some precious pills in his hand are normal, and it is said that he has a good brain. Do you want to talk to him?"

Gu Han said, "my two forgetting peaks' swords are used to kill people. No matter how smart and knowledgeable they are, they are useless. If we can rely on pills to seek the road, what else can we do in practice?"

During the dialogue, they did not avoid Liu shisui. Liu shisui was worried and wanted to defend Jing Jiu.

When he wants to come, it's certainly the best thing if you can worship at the gate of liangforgetting peak in advance.

"Two forget peak disciples can't be a servant. Remember this."

Gu Han looked at Liu ten years old, with an unquestionable will in his tone: "don't continue to communicate with him."

Liu was stunned at the age of ten.

Gu Han ignored him and took a group of disciples to Jianfeng.

Liu shisui stood in place, silent for a long time, and finally followed up.

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Looking at the pedestrian walking towards the cliff of Jianfeng, a disciple who knew the situation of Xijian pavilion was puzzled and said, "master Gu is not an immortal teacher of class a? Haven't they taken the sword yet? "

Deacon xingyunfeng said, "younger martial brother Liu took the sword six months ago."

The disciples were even more surprised and thought, what else did they do on Jianfeng?

The pedestrian led by Gu Han has already stepped on the Jianfeng mountain, and is getting farther and farther away. It is about to become a string of black spots between the cliffs.

These disciples didn't have a teacher to lead them. Naturally, they didn't dare to follow, so they had to watch under the peak.

As time moved away, more deacons and teachers and students of Yunxing peak came to the field. More than a dozen sword lights cut through the sky. People came to all the peaks, and even two second-generation martial uncles came in person.

All this seems to indicate that something big will happen later.

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The mountains are getting higher, the air is getting thinner, and the terrain is becoming steeper. It is very difficult to take each step.

The young disciples stopped, stayed where they were and felt the sword around them, so as to sharpen their will and improve their accomplishments.

Gu Han, the fat man and Liu are ten years old.

I don't know how long I walked. The scenery around me became blurred and the fog became heavier. It should have come to the edge of the clouds.

At this time, the sword Qi scattered in the peak body was even more terrible. Liu was ten years old, his face was red and his breath was short.

After all, he is still young and has a short practice time.

However, he can get here. He doesn't know how much better than those who stay below.

The fat man also gasped slightly, holding his waist and said, "I don't know if the twelfth lunar month is here today."

Gu Han looked as usual. The sword meaning and height in the sword peak were nothing to him.

Listening to the fat man's words, he looked at the peak deeper in the clouds, remained silent for a moment, and then waved his hand, as if to drive away all the unpleasant pictures.

With his palm waving, a gust of wind rose between the cliffs, the clouds were dispersed, and the surrounding environment suddenly became clear.

In front of them is a precipice. If they go one step forward, they will fall. The stone wall between the precipices is smooth and there is no grass. There is no place to grasp them.

Liu shisui walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down.

It's more than a thousand feet high from the ground. Even though his eyesight after practice is comparable to that of a divine eagle, he still can't see the ground clearly. He can only see many small black spots.

Each little black spot is a person. Thinking of so many people looking at themselves, the teenager is more nervous and his breathing is more urgent unconsciously.

He silently chanted the sword Sutra, calmed his mood as much as possible, and slowly raised his right hand after breathing gently.

With a hissing sound, a flying sword about two feet long and smooth as a mirror flew out of his sleeve.

The flying sword drew several arcs in the air, and then stopped quietly in the air outside the cliff, just in front of him.

Just one step forward, he can stand on the flying sword.

The question is, how many people in the world have the courage to take this step?

Further is the vast sea and sky.

One step back is the world of mortals.

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You can't think about anything for too long.

The longer you think about it, the easier it is to go wrong.

At the age of ten, Liu stared at the clouds outside the peak. His face was slightly white and he couldn't take this step.

Gu Han said expressionless behind him, "I'll give you ten more breath. If you can't go out by yourself, I'll push you out."

"No." When Liu was ten years old, he suddenly turned to him and said, "master Gu, I still want to meet the childe."

With these words, he walked forward and went out.

Gu Han was slightly angry at the speech and picked his eyebrow to do something, so he saw the picture.

At the age of ten, Liu walked into the sky outside the cliff.

His right foot fell and landed on the flying sword.

The flying sword sank down and stood still about half a foot.

Then his left foot stepped on the sword.

The cold wind roared, patted the cliff of Jianfeng, and blew up his clothes.

At the age of ten, Liu opened his arms, slightly bent his legs, swayed left and right, looking for balance.

On his face, there was no fear, only concentration.

Gu Han suddenly thought of the picture when Liu was ten years old and rushed to Jing Jiu's body to stop.

The wind rolled back from the cliff, and Liu's ten-year-old body leaned forward. The fat man standing on the cliff trembled with fear. At the age of ten, Liu didn't know what to shout. Taking advantage of the wind, he flew out into the sky. This is his first time flying with a sword. He can't condense into a sword light, but can only draw a residual shadow. I saw the shadow of the sword walking through the clouds, stopping or turning from time to time. It looked very chaotic and dangerous. There were faint cries of surprise and shouts under the distant cliff. The fat man turned pale and kept saying to himself, "if he fell dead at the age of ten... Will the leader drive us out of the green mountain?" Gu Han did not speak, but stared at the sword shadow farther and farther away from the cliff. No matter how dangerous Liu Yujian was when he was ten years old, he even fell directly to the ground twice. He didn't worry much, but his eyes narrowed more and more. With Liu's ten-year-old realm, age and experience, it is indeed very reluctantly to start learning to control the sword now, and reluctantly naturally means risk, so he didn't talk to his classmates in liangforgetfeng, let alone report to the teacher. But he knew that when he took Liu to Jianfeng when he was ten years old, the elders in Jiufeng should have guessed the truth. At this time, several martial uncles in the wild should be watching in the clouds and ready to help at any time. I don't know how long it took. The shadow of the sword finally stabilized. You can clearly see Liu's ten-year-old figure. The speed of flying sword becomes faster and faster until it becomes a streamer, goes towards the sword peak, breaks through the clouds, and doesn't know where it has gone（ Fifty thousand words. Let's make a preliminary conclusion. The opening of the avenue facing the sky should be the best in all my stories. Praise! Please vote for recommendation!) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.